That House

There's a lonely little home

Way out in the back

Just a shady bungalow

Off that beaten track

That where the beer taps

Never stopped flowing

They always got a pound on stash

And twenty more growing

And any passersby

Don't even realize

All the secrets that it's keepin'

Hidden from their eyes

There's a party starting there

Every single day

Each so fun

That everyone

Who came decides to stay

Songs are played 

That no one knows

They sing along 

And tap their toes

And any passersby

Won't even realize

That every door is unlocked

And they're all welcome inside

Well there's a lonely little home

I'd show you if I could

But all I really know

Is that it's somewhere in the woods

And why would I be here

In a world so thick with fear

If I could join the endless fun

With the rest who disappeared

Following Fools

As Vandals dismantle
the fragile framework of a lie.
The quiet deny it
let it gather and grow inside.
But first and much worse
are the few who are tempted to try.
To tinker and tamper
with proof that would show you the light.

Pleased to pull the wool
over your squinted eyes.
Teach you all about fear
and how it's better to hide.
Praise be to the fool
prisons for the rest.
People getting fat
the others just starved to death

Those trying are lying
but mostly to them selves.
We wont see a world peace
when nothing we do helps.

Revolt, rebuild, repeat
the only solution I see.
Revolt, rebuild, repeat
there's no other way to be free.

Entropy

Endlessly expanding engine of time

Navigate the universe down history's line

Tirelessly take them through each of their lives

Relentless trend, your creations are everything contrived

Order's only observed in old things we find

Products probably predating your present state of mind

Your chaotic ways make the years seem like days, I owe you all I call mine.

Two Feet Deep

In a shallow grave,
Should I die, would you bury me?
Somewhere by the oceans bay.
With the earth barely hiding me.
In a shallow grave,
In the sand still wet from the sea.
Tell the ocean to send it's waves,
So the barnacles can feed off me.

And should I sink in to the sand,
Please do not shed a tear.
For when I'm not a living man,
I will not disappear.
Should these feet start peeking out,
Of the soft eroding beach;
Take comfort knowing I'm about,
To go home to the sea.

In a shallow grave,
Toss away that old husk of me.
No longer that body's slave.
Just living on in memories
In a shallow grave,
Please, make sure it's not too deep.
Watch me as I'm whisked away,
Because none of us are here for keeps.

And when I sink in to the sand,
Please do not shed a tear.
For once I'm not a living man,
I will not disappear.
And when these feet start peeking out,
Of the soft eroding land;
Take comfort knowing I'm about,
To head out just as planned.

This Great Ordeal

Once I was naive
I thought I knew it all but I was wrong
Now I can see
There never was an answer all along

There are always more questions to be asked when answers are revealed
There will never be an end to this great ordeal

Cause don't you know we act like ants
The gears of a clock
We all do the dance like bees when they talk
I would like to think there's more
Than just what we see
But I rather waste my time on what's around me

There are always more questions to be asked when answers are revealed
There will never be an end to this great ordeal

And one day we may see the end
Of this great race
As some of us transcend
The rest get replaced
I invite you to evolve
Unite with machines
All your problems could be solved
By modifying your genes

Two Feet

I walk

On my

Own road

With my

Two feet

I will not stray

And when

I get

To where

I go

I know

I can not stay

For my

Two feet

Are restless here

As they

Will always be

So my

Two legs

Will go and throw

Them out

In front of me

Well,

Since I've lived out of my back pocket

I've been fine on my own

And just as long as I keep walking

I'm never far from home

My two feet will take me where

I always want to be

It's never here and just too far

for you

to follow me